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Life Altering Moments	By : BloodyRedQueen Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Slash - Male/Male Views: 6833 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chapter 4: In sickness and in Health

Sun filtered into the bedroom, falling across the bed and directly onto his face. Grumbling, the silver eyed man slowly opened tired eyes.

“Damn” He muttered, Draco was one of those people who once they were awake, regardless of the time, they stayed awake. Shifting slightly he glanced around the room, trying to get his bearings. Harry was still snuggled into the blankets next to him, just his tousled raven hair was visible. Smiling despite his mood he leaned over and kissed his husband’s head before slowly slipping out of bed and into the washroom. Showering briskly and dressing in a pair of jeans and a button down shirt Draco made his way into the kitchen as quietly as possible. As usual a pile of post sat on the table, generally it was either fan mail to Harry, which was promptly tossed out since Harry detested fan mail, or letters from friends, family or his coach.

After grabbing the pile of mail and his customary cup of coffee Draco made his way into the sitting room which was just off of the kitchen. Flopping down in a large, far to comfortable leather chair he began to sort through the letters making a separate pile for anything that was addressed strictly to his husband.

Frowning softly, the blonde sipped his coffee as he read over a letter from Harry’s healer, it was a addressed to both of them so he wasn’t to worried. It wasn’t anything bad per say just a change in appointment time and date. What did concern him though was the comment at the bottom stating that a Mrs. Weasley had contacted him and was expressing concern for Harry’s wellbeing. The note also went on to mention that if Draco was struggling with Harry’s care that they could always hire someone like the aforementioned Mrs. Weasley. Grumbling under his breath, Draco jotted down the appointment change in a small leather bound day planner that carried all his and Harry’s important information. Finishing his coffee the irked blonde headed back into the kitchen to deposit his mug in the sink. Harry had convinced him to at least do a few small chores instead of relying on the house elves for everything, he blamed Hermione for that since she seemed convinced that house elves deserved equal rights, regardless of the fact that many of them actually enjoyed their work. It was an annoying argument and nearly every time Draco and Hermione spoke on the matter it became a shouting match. He was doing his best to avoid the topic now however, pregnant Hermione was twice as scary as she had once been, and according to Ron and Harry she was even worse then she had been during OWLs and NEWTs combined, which apparently was something.

Subtle coughing roused Draco from his spot at the table, it was late morning now and Harry still wasn’t up. Setting aside the Daily Prophet and his third cup of coffee he walked down the hall towards the bedroom. A subtle pale eyebrow rose as he saw his husband curled in a small ball, his legs having been pulled into the position, burrowed under the blankets.

“Harry love?” Draco asked softly, walking into the room and sitting down next to the man he loved.

“Hmm?” Harry’s green eyes opened and he glanced up at Draco. “What?” He croaked, still shivering under the blankets.

“Oh love you’re sick” Draco chide, “I knew we shouldn’t have gone yesterday” Draco groused, shaking his head at his husband as he went over to the medicine cabinet in the washroom. Digging around he found a fever potion as well as a potion that relieved swelling. Walking back to Harry, he slid into the bed beside him and carefully propped Harry against him.

“Drink these love” He said softly, holding the vials to Harry’s slack mouth. His husband shook his head, trying to pull away. “No” Harry whined, “Lemme sleep Dray” The man whined, sounding like a small child.

“Right after you drink these love, then you can sleep as much as you want” Draco said, smiling at Harry’s whiney voice. He was used to this, Harry could sustain a massive injury and be half dead and wouldn’t complain but the minute the man got sick he became a child. Finally Harry succumbed to Draco’s prodding and drank the potions, pulling a face after he swallowed each one.

“I’m going to run to Sev’s shop in Diagon Alley love, I’ll be back in a bit” Draco said, tucking Harry back in and summoning the house elves.

“Make sure you watch him and come find me if he gets any worse” He ordered the small creature with over sized eyes.

“Yes Master Draco, Mipsy will be making sure Master Harry is okay” The elf said nodding her head, large ears flapping.

“See if he’ll eat some soup as well. I should be back soon” Draco added as an after thought, before going out onto the walk to apperate. When apperating with Harry, Draco did so from the kitchen, however when it was just him or others coming to visit, it was done so outside.

-Diagon Alley-

Draco apperated into Diagon Alley, landing precisely on the designated apperation point by Gringotts. Smiling he made sure his hair was in order before heading off and joining the crowds of witches and wizards in the semi-crowded alley. He glanced around, smiling at the crowd of youngsters around Weasley Wizard Wheezes, none of them were Hogwarts age, considering that Hogwarts had just started school the weak previous. He nodded to Fred as he wandered past, heading towards a smaller shop where Ollivander’s wand shop used to be. Ollivander had passed away a few years previous and a new wand maker had opened in Hogsmead, so Severus had purchased the premises and converted the wand shop into a potions store and apothecary.

Walking into the shop, Draco was always astounded by how nice it was inside. When Sev told him he was opening a potions and supplies store he had expected it to imitate the potions lab at school. Instead the shop was brightly lit and warm with everything labeled and stocked accordingly. Sev had even hired a well behaved young witch just out of school to come and clean the place on weekends. Shaking his head in amusement at his musings, the tall seeker walked further into the store.

“Can’t you see we-Oh, Draco it’s you” Severus said, emerging from the stock room. He had some soot smudged on his face but otherwise he looked healthy and much better then he had during Draco’s Hogwarts years.

“Hey Uncle Sev” Draco said with an easy smile as he made his way further into the shop, “I got your owl asking me to drop by” He added, leaning back against the front counter and looking at his godfather with a quirked eyebrow.

“Owl? Oh yes, I’m a bit flustered this morning, Minerva asked me to brew up something for Poppy” Severus said, raking his fingers through his hair. “I don’t even work for that bloody school anymore and they still harass me for potions all the time” He growled, grabbing something from a cabinet.

“You love the attention Sev” Draco teased, “Besides they have to pay you now” He reminded the man, looking expectantly at the package in his hand.

“Here, these are those potions you requested, for Harry” Severus said, handing Draco the package, “Instructions are inside, I don’t expect they’ll be much help, except for the eye correction potion” He added, shaking his head, dark hair flying.

“I know, but the healer said it might be a good idea to take muscle stimulate potions in order to keep Harry’s leg muscles from completely wasting away” Draco said, tucking the package away.

“You still coming to dinner next thursday? Mother, Father, the twins and Remus will be coming” He added.

“You expect me to come to dinner with the twin terrors and the wolf? Have you taken a bludger to the head recently?” Sev asked, arching a dark eyebrow and sneering at his godson.

“See you on thursday then” Draco said, laughing as he made his way out of the shop.

“Draco!” Severus called after him, though the blonde haired man just ignored him.

“Bloody hell” Severus grumbled under his breath, though he walked over to his large wall calendar and muttered a spell. Soon the aforementioned thursday was booked off.

Smirking to himself, Draco swept down Diagon Alley moving rapidly though he was in no hurry to get home. He paused outside of Quality Quidditch Supplies and smiled, he had such fond memories of this store from his youth. Feeling slightly nostalgic, the tall blonde walked into the store, smirking at the gasps of awe from the few children inside.

“Thats Draco Malfoy” A small male voice said softly. “He’s the seeker for England” Turning, Draco pinned a mock glare on the speaker. He watched the little boy’s face pale and assumed the child couldn’t be more then eight years old.

“You’re right” He said, looking at the small action figure that the boy held, it was of him, on a broom. Chuckling, he leaned over and tapped the figure with his wand, his name suddenly appeared in a loopy script, right across the chest. The child’s eyes grew huge and he suddenly beamed.

“Thank you!” He cried, throwing his arms around Draco’s legs. Startled, the seeker patted the child awkwardly on the back before his mother called away. Scrambling the child ran off yelling that THE Draco Malfoy had signed his toy.

Chuckling Draco headed to the front counter to speak with the owner of the shop for a moment.

About two hours later, Draco apperated home, having sent his few purchases ahead except for the package from Sev. Yawning, the tall blonde wandered inside his house, having already been recognized by the wards. He stepped inside, glancing around curiously as he saw Mipsy cleaning the table looking stressed.

“Oh Master Draco you is being home” The elf said, glancing up in surprise.

“Yea, Mipsy why are you washing the table?” Draco asked, he hadn’t eaten there that morning and he assumed Harry hadn’t been out of bed.

“Master Harry was eating at the table. He is being sick” The elf said, shaking her head and looking very much the worried mother hen.

“You mean Harry was out of bed?” Draco asked, arching an eyebrow.

“Yes Master Draco, Flipsy is siting with him now, making sure he is not going anywhere” The elf said, “Master Harry is being a bad boy, not listening to the elves. We is telling him not to get out of bed, but he is not listening” The elf said, her little fists waving in the air. Suppressing the urge to laugh, Draco headed down the hall only to hear Harry being read the riot act by Flipsy.

“Master Harry is being a bad boy. You is to be staying in bed now!” The elf was squeaking loudly and Draco could almost visualize the traumatized expression on the creature’s face. Shaking his head, Draco opened the bed room door, pinning his husband with his trade mark glare and scowl.

“You threw up all over the table” He said, it wasn’t a question.

“I was feeling better” Harry protested, visibly trying to hide under his blankets.

“What did I tell you? I told you if you were sick you’d be staying in bed all day and that’s where you’re going to stay” Draco said, shaking his head in mock disappointment.

“Thank goodness for Mipsy and Flipsy you’re lucky they care so much” He said, watching the elf nod vigorously.

“Thank you Flipsy, why don’t you go help Mipsy and then bring me some lunch, I’ll stay with Harry” The blonde said, putting the package from Severus on the bedside table.

“What’s that?” Harry asked, forcing his aching body into a sitting position.

“Stuff from Sev. The eye correction potion and the ones the healer asked you to start taking” Draco said, kissing his husband softly.

“Why’d you get out of bed love? You know how much being sick effects you now” He said, frowning at his husband.

“I really did think I was feeling better, but when I tried to eat my soup my stomach turned rather violently. Mipsy almost had a heart attack” Harry said, lying back against the pillows and shrugging.

“Idiot” Draco muttered affectionately before summoning his book and settling down to wait for his lunch.

Harry sighed, sticking his tongue out at his husband in a typically childish manner before picking up his own book and finding his place.

The two remained like that for the rest of the day, relaxing in the comfort of one another.
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